Transfagarasan - Second Leg
Getting close to the top now, so another park-up


close to another waterfall

More looking back...



One spring, I was with a group skiing at the end of March and three of us missed the last 4:30pm cable-car down to the hotel at the bottom. No worries, "we'll ski down" was the consensus (it was the only option anyway). My mate was a hardened extreme skier and as one of the guys who did catch the cable-car had left his rucksack, he carried 2 rucksacks, and had a spare pair of skis in his hand. I'm not so good at skiing but we all set off on the left side of the valley. It was hell. The snow was like wet sugar and heavy and the route was steep and criss-crossed with avalanche debris from the top, which meant kicking off the skis to climb over ice-blocks and mounds of broken snow. Log story short, it took me till 9:00pm to get down. There were some very dangerous parts, steep, broken and icy and simply not nice. That was a survival run.
Hard to imagine when we were enjoying 26 degrees...

And then the tunnel at the top, a dipped beam view...

So, time to switch on the light bars...

Mmmm, pleased with them. Yes, a little glare from the very dusty bonnet, but not a problem...
Everyone says it from time to time, but there is light at the end of the tunnel

And then out into the daylight

Plenty of avalanche protection canopies on this road...

and as always, the grass is greener on the other side








Another quick stop to stretch the legs








These mediaeval warriors are persistent...

Onward and downward...













Another line-up

Shayne satisfied that still nothing was leaking from his truck...

Still along way down...



While we were stopped, the donkeys came for a nose (Chas says they were asses because they have the markings of the "cross" on their back and shoulders) but it seems rude to call them asses...



More "poster's license"...

Back, on our way...





And, by skipping some 20 photos, that all look the same when posting, we got to Vidrarul, the hydro-electric reservoir where Aura and I honeymooned 12 years ago (to the day).

Yep, we spent 2 weeks cooking on an open fire on the shores of this reservoir, cycling and generally taking it easy in (almost) total isolation


This "house" (where we stayed 12 years ago) belongs to the Ministry of Transport, Motorways and Highways Directorate, used for accommodating road maintenance engineers and often for weekend breaks if you know the right person to ask...
Still, on this trip it gave us the opportunity to get close to the water..


Then we pushed on until we got to the dam... the wet side (low water though)...




and the dry side...



The mighty "Mr Electricity" monument...


and the view down the valley which would take us to Cumpulung and onward home

It was late (much later than planned) and we hadn't had food. So we stopped for dinner and saw this on the mountain, I think it's Vlad Tepes' place, some 1,500 steps take some people to the ruins, but not us, we were starving...


After dinner, it went dark, and the long haul home all got a but much, we arrived at around midnight.
Tomorrow was another day...
Getting close to the top now, so another park-up


close to another waterfall

More looking back...



One spring, I was with a group skiing at the end of March and three of us missed the last 4:30pm cable-car down to the hotel at the bottom. No worries, "we'll ski down" was the consensus (it was the only option anyway). My mate was a hardened extreme skier and as one of the guys who did catch the cable-car had left his rucksack, he carried 2 rucksacks, and had a spare pair of skis in his hand. I'm not so good at skiing but we all set off on the left side of the valley. It was hell. The snow was like wet sugar and heavy and the route was steep and criss-crossed with avalanche debris from the top, which meant kicking off the skis to climb over ice-blocks and mounds of broken snow. Log story short, it took me till 9:00pm to get down. There were some very dangerous parts, steep, broken and icy and simply not nice. That was a survival run.
Hard to imagine when we were enjoying 26 degrees...

And then the tunnel at the top, a dipped beam view...

So, time to switch on the light bars...

Mmmm, pleased with them. Yes, a little glare from the very dusty bonnet, but not a problem...
Everyone says it from time to time, but there is light at the end of the tunnel

And then out into the daylight

Plenty of avalanche protection canopies on this road...

and as always, the grass is greener on the other side








Another quick stop to stretch the legs








These mediaeval warriors are persistent...

Onward and downward...













Another line-up

Shayne satisfied that still nothing was leaking from his truck...

Still along way down...



While we were stopped, the donkeys came for a nose (Chas says they were asses because they have the markings of the "cross" on their back and shoulders) but it seems rude to call them asses...



More "poster's license"...

Back, on our way...





And, by skipping some 20 photos, that all look the same when posting, we got to Vidrarul, the hydro-electric reservoir where Aura and I honeymooned 12 years ago (to the day).

Yep, we spent 2 weeks cooking on an open fire on the shores of this reservoir, cycling and generally taking it easy in (almost) total isolation


This "house" (where we stayed 12 years ago) belongs to the Ministry of Transport, Motorways and Highways Directorate, used for accommodating road maintenance engineers and often for weekend breaks if you know the right person to ask...

Still, on this trip it gave us the opportunity to get close to the water..


Then we pushed on until we got to the dam... the wet side (low water though)...




and the dry side...



The mighty "Mr Electricity" monument...


and the view down the valley which would take us to Cumpulung and onward home

It was late (much later than planned) and we hadn't had food. So we stopped for dinner and saw this on the mountain, I think it's Vlad Tepes' place, some 1,500 steps take some people to the ruins, but not us, we were starving...



After dinner, it went dark, and the long haul home all got a but much, we arrived at around midnight.
Tomorrow was another day...
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